(As I live in desert, my heart will melt when I see countless plants are burnt up in this hot summer. When I see workers toiling under sun fully covered suffocating at 50 degree Celsius temperature …. I really do not know what to do for them. When I return from school I smile at workers whom I come across, to soothe them. That alone I could do. If they are females I don’t have any uneasiness in smiling. But if they are males, I should draw a line….I don’t want that subtle line too which blocks my love towards them.) <br /> <br />Bestow taintless heart connected to oceanic love. <br />As I walk love-spring should gush at all my footsteps, <br />Drenching the roots of desert plants to bloom above! <br />As I see love-breeze should swing with new dew drops! <br /> <br />As I spill my smiles upon workers under hot sun, <br />Their aching hearts should be soaked in Atlantic ice! <br />Their breathing air should be filled with merry fun, <br />As I scatter few kind words through my lips or eyes! <br /> <br />But remove the danger of identifying with body. <br />Let me not waste my looks on handsome men! <br />Like great saint Suka should I cross the body, <br />Let me not taste temporal love of egotistic gent! 160609<br /><br />Raman Savithiri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/776-line-blocking-love-160609/
